A specific draw

Old North · cloudy

Frigg

the cloud-weaver, queen of Ásgard

In the north countries the old people called the three belt-stars Friggerock, Frigg's distaff, and said the queen spun cloud from it the way a woman spins flax, the sky her endless unfinished wool. On overcast nights the distaff cannot be seen, and they said that was not because it had gone, only that she had drawn her work close, the way you hunch over the wheel when the thread is at a delicate place. Some work is done best unwatched. If the sky is closed over you today, let it be, the spinning goes on behind the grey, and thread does not need your eyes on it.

If the overcast never breaks all day, take it as leave to keep one thing to yourself, the queen keeps hers.